To the Editor: November 6, presidential election day, many Democrats and Republicans will vote not in “The Spirit of Love” but in “The Spirit of Hate.” Hank Williams Jr., a few weeks ago, entertained his southern audience at Billy Bob’s with the lyrics, “We have a Muslim for President,” and “We hate him.” No one got up and left!
On the local front, Charles Lennon in the Sept. 16 Daily Sun opinion page, in my opinion, is promoting hate. Mr. Lennon commented that people are waking up to the reality that we elected a dictator who hates America. Mr. Lennon suggests we pray for forgiveness. For what, I might ask?
I’d suggest Hank Williams Jr. and Mr. Lennon read “the Gospel according to John.”
Before the feast of the Passover, Jesus talks to his disciples about love and hate.
John 15:18 If the world hates you, know that it has hated me before it hated you.
Remember — when you hate or promote hate, you also are hating “our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.”
Need more world news
To the Editor: I like the Corsicana Daily Sun. The only thing that concerns me is there is barely any national news, I take the Dallas newspaper, so I get most all the national news I need. But, what about the people that don't take another paper?
We are having trouble big time in a lot of countries in the middle east right now, they have killed our Ambassador and other American people while we are there trying to help them. This started on 9/11. Now our President is playing this down saying it wasn't planned, they are just mad because someone made a movie they didn't like. If you watched it on TV it looked very well planned. Whether it was planned or not, is not the question.
Why do we keep giving millions and billions of our hard earned dollars to terrorists that buy guns with that money. Does that make sense to anyone? They hate us, you can't make friends by giving them money.
Our country is broke, we can either print more money, or borrow it from China.
But wait. Why can't we just stop giving money to those who hate us?
Barbara A. Whitfield
No ifs, ands, or butts
Having hindsight in the little New Jersey resort town of Wildwood will soon be a civic offense punishable by a $25 fine.
Bits and pieces from all over
I’m all for taking the quickest route from “Point A” to “Point B” as much as the next guy.
I guess it’s just human nature to want to get to where you are going as quickly and efficiently as you can so you can get on with your life.
There have to be some limits to that, though.
Father’s Day dilemma
What to get my father for Father’s Day is one of those no-win situations, like nuclear war or when you’re eating something someone worked really hard to cook but it’s awful. Lie and they poison their own family. Tell the truth and you’re an insensitive jerk. You’re toast, either way.
My Daddy, My Hero
A dad is a little girl’s first hero. I realize not everyone is fortunate enough to have a father in the picture from birth, but for those who do, he can be a giant.
I write this on Flag Day, June 14, Friday, which marks four years since my Daddy departed his earthly body and went to reside with his Savior. I miss him. Strangely, his own father, Fred. E. “Bud” Brown also passed away on this date in 1985.
Those two men were my heroes.
It makes no sense
There are a lot of things I see or hear of every day that make no sense to me. At the top of my list is our criminal justice system. At this point, I could go into a rant about lawyers but I won’t — I’ve got too much class to tell lawyer jokes. Well, maybe just one?
Its a ‘baby thing’
I guess every birth is as unique as the child it produces.
After having inductions at 38 weeks (with NO epidural) myself, I was unprepared for the “going into labor on your own” avenue of childbearing. (For anyone not familiar, I’m discussing grandchildren here.)
Real world issue
Our Janet Jacobs has a story in today’s paper about the early work on the City of Corsicana 2013-14 budget, and some of the challenges they are facing in the coming year.
I feel quite certain that we all can “relate” to that — it’s a battle the working folk in this city, and hundreds of other cities across the nation, have been fighting for some time now.
A few summers ago, my wife and I had the privilege of keeping our grandchildren for a few weeks in Montana. They were 8, 10 and 11. We normally saw them for a few days two or three times a year. I felt like Santa Claus, showering them with presents at Christmas, but not part of their daily lives.
This will be the first time The Little Woman (she dislikes that name) and I will have spent an entire hurricane season here on the Gulf Coast. Predictions range from “It’s just another year in paradise” to “you may not have to wait until Christmas to have a tree in your house!”
Stupidity starts with breakfast
There’s all sorts of stupidity out there to make fun of, but I thought I’d pull just a few samples this week for ya.
It must start, of course, with the gold-plated chocolate bacon.
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